Reaper's Wings

Time: 13-12-05

The macho blood guard's terrifying figure coupled with the extraordinary weight of the armor, really run like thunder, and the sound is like an earthquake. This driving team of hundreds of people seems to have seen a flood of beasts coming, and the macho blood guard has already been blown by a strong wind It makes people feel irresistible.

Under the swipe of the macho blood guard, the Soochow soldiers were blown away like chickens, very relaxed.

Just like the blood guards who descended from the gods, it took only 3 minutes to kill all the Soochow soldiers. Those driven Northern Wei people kept saluting as if they saw the magic soldiers, and some even knelt on the ground.

After the slaughter, these macho blood guards returned to both sides of the carriage and became loyal guards.

"Let's go!"

The coachman, who still hasn't recovered from his senses, was shocked when he heard Song Dong's words, and subconsciously waved his whip, and the carriage moved forward slowly again. In fact, the coachman and guard were not so bad. Since he was sent by the Northern Wei emperor, he naturally had extraordinary combat power. He is already a senior martial artist of the Great Wuzong, but even though he is well-informed, he still keeps looking at the macho blood guard.

What an invincible army this is!

The feeling and shock of the coachman guard were far from over. He witnessed the appearance of an invincible army in this world.

The one-hundred-man team was wiped out, and the Soochow military's reaction was not unpleasant. Two hours later, the carriage was blocked by troops. The three brigades of 3000 people were not part of Soochow's "Flying Army", but they were They are also regular troops to maintain law and order in occupied provinces and suppress rebellion.

The 3000 people who came to get the pre-dinner snacks just now are not counted. These [-] people can barely be regarded as a small dish before the main meal.

The storm strikes again!

The coachman guard has never known where this terrifying armored force came from. When he saw the sudden appearance of a hundred [-]-meter-high warriors and blood guards who were above the peak warriors, the eyes were shocked or shocked.

He was shocked that this team was composed of high-quality warriors, he was shocked by this team's fearless fighting style, he was shocked by the impact of this team's daring to rush into the enemy's formation like cavalry, and they did better.

If someone told him before that there was an infantry team that could charge like a cavalry, he would have scoffed, but now that this incredible scene appeared in front of him, why not shock him.

The Soochow [-] Brigade, which originally had a regular formation, immediately fell apart after a hundred fierce male blood guards attacked, and after the combined impact, these fierce male blood guards completely abandoned the formation, just like everyone. They wantonly killed in all directions.

"Clang, clang, clang!"

The sound of the blade hitting the armor seems to be a beautiful piece of music. In this piece of music, the coachman looked at the unchanging armor of the hunk blood guard, and silently calculated their thickness, calculated their weight, and calculated the weight of these hunk blood guards. How much strength is needed to use them so smoothly.

When the coachman calculated all this, he immediately understood why they could charge like cavalry, and why they could easily smash people into the air.

Looking at the top ten warriors of the Wuzong out of a hundred people, the biggest question in my heart is how did this young master cultivate such a high-quality warrior. Could this be the reason why the emperor and the crown prince handed over the princess to him with confidence.

The second wave of fighting ended very quickly. Half an hour later, the Soochow soldiers, who had already suffered nearly 2000 casualties, could no longer stand the one-sided massacre and fled one after another.

There was a creaking sound, and the carriage moved forward again.

This time, no Soochow people came to stop them for a long time, until half a day later, a 5-strong army appeared, and the second wave of Soochow soldiers who returned reported the details of the battle. It's not worth them dispatching an army of [-], but the general of Soochow wanted to capture them alive, because he wanted to know where such an army belonged.

The idea is good, but the ending is often very different from the idea!

When the commander of the [-]-strong army saw the appearance of the thousand-strong male blood guards, he really wanted to strangle the reporting soldiers to death one by one.

A thousand great martial masters, a hundred martial arts sects, and ten great martial arts sects, can this be resisted by 5 people?

The answer is obviously no!

When the two-hour war ended and the coachman looked at the corpses of more than 2 Soochow soldiers on the battlefield, but there was not a single casualty on his side, he finally couldn't help asking the question in his heart: "Are they troops?"

"They're called the Macho Legion!"

"Army of macho men!"

The coachman looked at the brave and invincible heavy armored soldiers, how appropriate the word "Meng" was applied to them, suddenly a sentence appeared in his heart.

A macho man is no more than a thousand, more than a thousand is invincible!

Quantitative changes lead to qualitative changes, just like a Wu Zong is not the opponent of Wu Sheng, ten Wu Zong will be easily killed by Wu Sheng, but when Wu Zong reaches a hundred, Wu Sheng will risk injury, and if it reaches a thousand People, then Wu Sheng has only one way to escape!

Moreover, is this army really only a thousand people?

The coachman looked at the face of Song Dong's young man who was still resting with his eyes closed, and found that his face was so mysterious.

Protected by Qian Meng, the carriage traveled quietly in Hexi Province for half a month, and no one from Soochow came to disturb them. On this day, they reached the final border of the Hexi Corridor, and the Hexi Corridor was beyond here.

In front, the coachman saw a [-]-strong army waiting for them, and what made his pupils shrink even more was that in front of this [-]-strong army, the towering horses and the horses on both sides The chain of giant crossbows, in order to deal with the macho army, the Soochow Army actually dispatched all the "flying horses". Although there were only a hundred of them, the coachman knew the power that these hundred "flying horses" could unleash.

Suddenly the coachman was startled, and felt a strong aura enveloped them. He raised his head and saw a floating figure in the sky.

Martial saints, besides the hundreds of "flying horses" from Soochow Wu, one of them also came!

This is over!

These three words emerged in the coachman's heart. Each of the serial crossbows on the "Flying Horse" has the power of Wu Zong's blow. You can't stop it, Soochow's "Flying Horses" are the nemesis of the macho blood guards, or they are the nemesis of all war groups, maybe the people of Soochow saw this, so they did not hesitate to send a hundred "Flying Horses" or even Even the Martial Saint who sits in their army followed.

Just when the coachman made up his mind to try his best to prevent the mysterious young man from fleeing with the princess, he suddenly heard Song Dong say calmly: "The dinner is finally here!"

Dinner!

Could it be that this mysterious Mr. Song has been waiting for the arrival of Soochow's "flying horse"? Does he have any backhands, or some kind of strategy?

Just as the coachman was racking his brains to guess what Song Dong was thinking, he just heard a casual voice saying, "Let's charge!"

charge!

Charge like this!

There are a hundred "flying horses" and two hundred chain crossbows in front of them. Isn't it a living target to rush out like this!

In the coachman's incomprehension, he suddenly heard a sky-shattering roar!

"kill!"

"rush!"

Under the leadership of the ten great Wuzong peak fighters, a thousand and one hundred fierce male blood guards began to run, and the ten great Wuzong warriors formed a "V" formation, followed by their respective hundred-man teams, a ten The peak martial artist of the Great Wuzong is an arrow, and the entire blood guard of a thousand strong men has become a flying arrow!

In the eyes of the coachman, the angles of the hundreds of "flying horses" in front of the [-] troops of Soochow were adjusted, and the sound of slicing through the air sounded, and [-] huge crossbow arrows formed a rain of arrows towards the macho man. Wei's "flying arrow" formation fell.

then!

Boom!Boom!Boom!

The giant crossbow arrows fell between the formations of the macho blood guards, and hit the soldiers heavily. Some of the macho soldiers at the peak of the great martial arts were hit hard, some were smashed straight to the ground, and some were directly smashed into the ground. Pierced by giant crossbow arrows, those macho squadron leaders at the peak of Wuzong relied on their own strength to dodge, or adjusted the angle to prevent the giant crossbow arrows from interfering with their progress. After loading the giant crossbow bolts, some directly grabbed them in their hands and threw them fiercely, while others threw them aside casually, and their charge did not stop.

The crossbow arrows that were thrown back were blocked by the high-level warriors of Soochow. Layers of guards had gathered in front of the "flying horse", waiting for its second loading. Looking at the savage blood guard who rushed over, it seemed Looking at the dead.

Seeing this, the coachman's heart suddenly rose to his throat. Sure enough, he still couldn't beat him. Even the Martial Saint didn't make a move, and the macho army had already suffered more than half of the casualties!

However, the coachman didn't see Song Dong who was sitting next to him with a calm face all the time, as if it wasn't his troops who suffered heavy losses just now, and then, then the coachman saw a scene that he would never forget in his life!

The macho soldiers who were blown away by the giant crossbow arrows stood up again, and those who were smashed on the ground rushed out again. What made people even more horrified was that the macho soldiers who were pierced by the giant crossbow bolts charged again as if nothing had happened. , Even a few of the crossbow bolts that were inserted into their bodies charged forward with crossbow bolts across their bodies.

Among the thousands of people, not a single macho soldier was left behind. After the rain of 2000 and [-] giant crossbow arrows from Soochow's "Flying Horse", the charge continued again!

"how can that be!"

Seeing this unbelievable scene, the coachman turned to look at Song Dong, and found that he was looking up at the sky of the Soochow army. What is there in the sky, there is the same terrified and inexplicable Soochow Wusheng!

Because three martial saints suddenly appeared beside him!

"These are the three captains of my macho army, how is it not bad!"

Song Dong's words with a smile came from the coachman's stunned and numb ears, and he was about to start enjoying this sumptuous meal!